episode_0433
by admin
hide and seek.
It was literally a game in which the person designated as the tagger caught the other participants. A game that everyone has played at least once in their childhood.
However, it cannot be said to be a game played purely by children; it can be seen as a sport of its own, with even a fairly well-known tag competition called World Chase Tag existing overseas. Of course, the location and rules of the game of tag they play are a little different from the general game of tag.
The game of tag that I chose as a special game was not much different from the ordinary game of tag. In the part where only one tagger catches the remaining participants, the only other rule was that the person who was caught would be eliminated instead of becoming the tagger.
This was because there was more than one Lamborghini to be given as a prize, and the winner was also determined to be the only participant to survive the tagger.
‘Well, from the moment I participate, there is a high probability that it will be different from an ordinary game of tag.’
I grabbed the loudspeaker and continued explaining.
“The special game of tag is a very simple game that ends when the participants become the last survivors of the tag.”
As the purpose of this content was to be short and intense after school with a school background, I did not intend to take too long.
The holding game we played earlier also used a large number of helmets, so it didn’t actually take a long time.
For a content that invested a lot of money, filming was completed very quickly. However, everything that happened there was captured on camera without being missed, so it could be said to be a dense process rather than a rushed one.
‘Although American schools tend to end classes earlier than in Korea, it would be better to send children home before dinner time.’
After thinking that, I continued speaking.
“Participants are selected at random. If you have participated in previous challenges and whose names and faces appear on the monitor here, please come forward.”
Not everyone can participate. Even now, quite a lot of students have gathered, and if someone gets run over for no reason, a catastrophe will occur.
This was the reason why I didn’t play the applied version of tag by running away alone. It would be difficult if an accident occurred while I was here just to create content.
Students who were not selected may also feel a little dissatisfied, but the product they are holding neutralizes that. It was also a product prepared heavily for that purpose.
The faces and names of thirty students appeared on the monitor. The students who were selected came forward cheering, while the students who were not selected sighed in disappointment.
“For those who weren’t selected, don’t be too disappointed. They can comfortably watch the game being played here on the field.”
“How do I do it from here?”
“Participants will be provided with a drone for filming. As you know, this is also my YouTube content. The drone automatically follows the participants and takes pictures, so you can check how the participants hide and run away in real time on the monitor here.”
Seeing the students nodding, he added.
“Oh, participants, don’t worry about being caught by the drone. It’s so small and quiet that it’s hard to spot. If you feel anxious, you can hold the drone in your hand. The important thing is to get the video. If you are greedy for volume, it is okay to talk to yourself without being heard.”
“Yes!”
The participants responded energetically. As social networks developed and influencers emerged as students’ new idols, much of the aversion to cameras seemed to have disappeared. The winning prize was a Lamborghini, so I thought it would be a good idea to carry a camera.
“If you are confident in running, you can run away from the beginning and shake off the tagger’s pursuit, or you can hide normally and run away the moment you are caught. Since it is said to be a game of tag, not hide and seek, if your clothes or body are not touched by the tagger’s hand, you are considered to have survived. I’ve explained it up to this point. Do you have any questions?”
“Who is the tagger?”
“Is there a time limit?”
A question arose from among the students.
“There is no time limit. Well, we have to finish before dinner, so if there is more than one survivor left alive before 6:00 PM, that is, before 6:00 PM, we will give a special prize to all of them. Right now I only have one, but if I need it, I’ll buy a new one.”
“Wow!!!”
The participants cheered when I said that there might not be just one winner. This may be because they think the probability of winning the product has increased accordingly. At first glance, the conditions were too advantageous for the participants.
However, there was no possibility that it was a scam; in fact, the Lamborghini I had already driven and my reputation as an influencer were supporting it. It was a situation worthy of cheers.
I couldn’t help but burst out laughing when I saw that cute sight. If the victory condition was not to be the last survivor but to last until 6 PM, it would have been a game in which there could not have been a winner in the first place.
“But the probability of that happening is not very high. I plan to keep the special game short and sweet. The location of the game is limited to inside the school. Because if you go out, an accident can happen and things can get too big. Since there is a prize at stake, that will not be the case, but if there is a participant who secretly leaves the school, they will be disqualified.”
“Yes!”
I looked around at the faces of the participants for a moment, checked them all, and then suddenly shouted.
“And finally, the tagger… I’m leaving right away! Well, I’ll give you 10 minutes from now on! After 10 minutes, the tagger starts to move, so run away and hide!”
“Ugh!”
“It’s the beginning!”
“Hey, jump quickly!”
“Don’t follow me! If we’re together, we’ll get caught!”
Rumbling…
As the game suddenly started, a countdown started running on the monitor. The participants were so shocked that they ran towards the school building. Since I was waiting outside, the standard way to start was to duck inside the building.
As soon as the game started, I put on an eye patch and turned around.
The rest of the students followed the staff’s instructions and sat on folding chairs for the viewing. This time, it was the type of chair with a backrest.
“Are you okay? Minho doesn’t know much about our school structure. Last time I came to Homecoming, all I did was go to the gym… I guess this seems like a very unfavorable condition.”
Olivia looked worried. When you think about common sense, what she said wasn’t wrong. However, that was a meaningless worry to me, and more interesting videos tend to come out when people’s expectations are wrong.
“It’s okay. I’m pretty good at playing tag. And if you really need it for content, a few Lamborghinis is an expense you can afford.”
With those thoughts in mind, I lightly tapped Olivia on the shoulder. She glanced at her shoulder and narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
“… Are you really blindfolded? The behavior is not awkward at all.”
“What do you mean when you talk to me first? This is basic.”
While I was blindfolded and fooling around with Olivia, 10 minutes passed in an instant.
Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep.
At the sound of the notification sound in my ear, I took off my blindfold and stood up.
“Good. Well then, let’s get started soon.”
“Be careful. Grab as many as you can!”
“Of course. I’m also watching Liv well on the monitor.”
I walked towards the building while listening to Olivia’s cheering. Students who were watching the participants hide on the monitor also screamed.
“Fighting!”
“Eliminate everyone!”
“Arrest them all!”
The students who were not randomly selected seemed jealous that the contestants could ride a Lamborghini. Still, it was fortunate that there was no trouble, such as revealing the hiding location.
‘That’s cute at that level.’
There is roughly a little over an hour left until the time limit of 6 p.m.
Since there were a total of 30 participants, we had to roughly calculate and eliminate participants at intervals of about 2 minutes.
‘Then shall we take a quick look at the classroom first?’
I adjusted my shoes and ran towards the building.
Faaah!
***
“Hehe… You can’t find it here, right?”
Steve let out a low laugh and hid himself deeper. Various writing instruments and miscellaneous items were rubbing against clothes, making small rustling sounds.
The place he is currently hiding is his personal locker. It was originally a space for storing textbooks, writing utensils, and supplies, but now it was nothing more than a small bunker that protected Steve from receiving his Lamborghini.
The school Olivia attended was a school with good facilities, even though it demanded expensive tuition. Therefore, the size of the lockers used by individuals was quite large compared to other schools.
Of course, no matter how big the locker was, it was a narrow space that even Steve, who was smaller than others, had to squirm for a while to get into, but it was a great hiding place where it was hard to think that someone might be hiding.
Steve had always had a complex about his size, but at this moment, when he might be able to get a Lamborghini, he couldn’t be happier that he was small and could hide in a place like this.
He spoke passionately toward the camera in his hand as if he had already won a Lamborghini.
“Huhuhu… I’m sure they won’t open all the lockers. There are several lockers at school. I’ll go through them all. If you last here for about an hour, you will get a Lamborghini.”
‘Then girls will pay some attention to me, right?’
I didn’t want the rest of the content to be included in the video, so I kept it to myself. Steve grumbled as he adjusted himself to a more comfortable position.
“Keu… Still, it’s a little narrow.”
Rustling…
Just as he was adjusting his posture, footsteps were heard from across the hallway.
Tap, tap, tap.
“Intake… !”
Steve took a deep breath after hearing the sound of footsteps and thought furiously.
‘Who is it… ? Has it already been 10 minutes and the tagger came inside? Or a participant who hasn’t found a hiding place yet?’
“Hmm… Is there no one here?”
‘It’s a tag…’ !’
The voice of a tagger talking through a loudspeaker was heard. Steve turned into a statue to avoid making any rustling noises. He was breathing as slowly as possible to reduce his breathing sounds.
The tagger approached the locker with a normal gait and muttered quietly.
“What is it? Isn’t this the only place where there’s no lock?”
‘Oh no!’
Steve broke out in a cold sweat.
To protect the items in their lockers, all students placed individually purchased locks on the door handles. It was the same for Steve.
But now, the lock has been unlocked to hide inside. Steve was only thinking about hiding, so he didn’t consider that the only locker without a lock could raise suspicion when viewed from the outside.
This is the moment when Steve is about to fall into despair, wondering if he will be eliminated like this. A rope of salvation was draped over him.
“Tsk, what if someone steals something like this? is not it? Still, the school seems to be pretty good, but I guess there are no students stealing?”
‘!’
The tagger was mumbling something random.
Steve nodded his head inwardly, tears streaming down his face. However, I still held my breath desperately to not make a sound.
‘okay… ! Please disappear!’
Fortunately, the tagger responded as if he had heard Steve’s prayer.
“I need to go see somewhere else. Where on earth is everyone hiding? This is going to cost you quite a bit of money, right?”
Tap tap…
And then I heard footsteps slowly moving away. Steve held his breath until he could no longer hear any footsteps, and only when he was sure that the tagger was gone did he release the breath he had been holding.
“Whew… Lord, I thought I was going to die.”
But that was a premature judgment. The moment Steve took a breath, the sound of footsteps that he thought had disappeared suddenly began to grow louder.
Thump thump thump!!
And just as Steve stiffened after hearing that sound, the locker door opened roughly.
Jump up!
“Are you here?”
“Kyaaa!!!”
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